"Ten levels!"
Ling Chen laughed, "If you had attacked me before entering the treasure land, you might have had a chance. But now, you trying to kill me is nothing short of a fool's dream!"
"What a joke, with just you, an eight-star sovereign?"
Chen Guan sneered.
He's a mid-ten-star sovereign.
Just the gap of two levels of World Power is something Ling Chen cannot bridge.
"Hmph, what arrogance. An insignificant eight-star sovereign dares to speak so boldly?"
"Exactly, do you really think a few victories above your level allow you to be so presumptuous in front of Mr. Chen?"
"If it weren't for Mr. Chen's respect for talent, I could kill this brat with one strike!"
Qin Shuo and others were full of disdain.
Ling Chen was not at all annoyed.
He did not wish to argue with words, but to use actual actions to shut these people up.
No!
Not just shut them up.
Make them close their eyes in death!
Ling Chen's right hand formed a grasping motion, and a black longsword materialized.
